Oct 2020
Adam is gracious with a gaze
his lips sweetest of vines
his touch, grooms my ache,
the recall of smooches,
in a found night .
My soul wept
His tender regards,
aroused my ignition
his lips sweetest of vines
his touch, grooms my ache,
the recall of smooches,
in a found night .
My soul wept
His tender regards,
aroused my ignition
